Here I am having already started my junior year of college yet somehow I can barely wrap my mind around how I am no longer a freshman. Where did the time go? When did I get so old? I find myself reminiscing the beginning days of college all too often when it was acceptable to be clueless about the future and my only worries were if the dining hall would have mashed potatoes for dinner that day.

The list of things I miss from that first year is endless. The first days with my college roommate who is now my best friend but at the time who I barely knew, staying out until ungodly hours only to indulge in the most unhealthy foods with no regrets, surviving my first college midterm and finals seasons (somehow), experiencing my first college parties and not having to worry about classes the next day because I was taking mostly gen eds, and being able to know that my life would be like that for the next four years.

Now that my college career is more than halfway over I'm in a bit of disbelief. I no longer live on campus and get to see all of my friends on a daily basis walking from the dorms to class. Instead I drive to campus and reunite with familiar faces on weekends. While you can still find me at college parties my social scene will soon be changing from houses to bars.

Classes aren't a joke anymore. As much as I want to go out and enjoy the remainder of my college years I can't help but feel like a grandma when I choose a movie night over a night out.

To my last years of college, please go by slowly. I have no doubt that you will be years to remember and I hope you will do my first two years justice. I hope you bring endless laughter, friendships that will last a lifetime, experiences that will help me to pursue my passions, and memories that I will tell laugh about with my college roommate when we're old, grey, and sitting in our rockers.

Thank you college for giving me the best two years of my life. I can't wait to see what's in store.